Break open the iron door continuously.

The huge noise had already been heard by the prisoners inside.

Everyone stretched their necks, trying to find out the truth of the matter. Many prisoners were banging on the iron bars desperately.

Zhang Yong entered the first prison area and came to the first cell.

Five people were detained inside.

Very quiet. Not irritable.

They are all men. Their ages vary. The oldest is in their forties.

At first glance, it seems unremarkable. But it feels vaguely not that simple.

It is said that this kind of people usually enter the palace repeatedly. But the crime is not serious. Most of them are theft or robbery, which does not hurt anyone.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

Break open the iron door.

He waved his hand to signal them to get out of here.

"Who are you……"

One prisoner hesitated to speak.

Zhang Yong pretended not to hear.

how?

Do you know me too?

funny.

You are a prisoner!

How is it possible to know me?

Could it be that my portrait was posted inside the prison?

"You are Zhang Yong, Commissioner Zhang!"

Unexpectedly, the other party actually shouted out.

Then, I came to him very happily. He looked very happy.

Zhang Yong:……

Something feels wrong.

I, Zhang Yong, am so famous?

When did it happen?

"Commissioner Zhang!"

"Commissioner Zhang!"

The other four prisoners also shouted.

Then, they all stood behind Zhang Yong automatically and consciously, as if they were his fans.

No. These days, there is no such thing as fans.

In other words, follower.

[Favorability 65535+]

[Favorability 65535+]

System display.

Zhang Yong:……

Damn, what kind of incredible data is this?

Diehard fan?

The favorability level is capped!

If she is a woman, she will do it until death...

Unexpectedly, when I came to the prison, I received such a big gift.

The problem is, he doesn't even know the names of these five people. He doesn't even know their identities.

What's more, I can't understand why the other party is so loyal to me.

But, it doesn’t matter. Since you are a die-hard fan, just be armed to the teeth.

So they took out Thompson submachine guns, one for each person, and a large number of magazines.

"Will it work?"

"meeting."

The middle-aged prisoner expertly inspects a submachine gun.

Zhang Yong could tell at first glance that he was a veteran. But he didn't look like someone from the army.

The appearance is indeed unremarkable. There is no trace of military personnel at all.

There are no marks on his forehead from wearing a military cap for a long time. There seems to be no calluses on his palms.

In short, ordinary things cannot be more ordinary. If you put them in a crowd, you will probably forget them in the blink of an eye.

The same goes for the other four. They are very skillful in handling the gun.

Secretly confused.

Just like those bald thugs sent by Shi Bingdao.

At first glance, it felt very inconsistent. Later, I gradually became familiar with it, and the mystery was slowly solved.

There are no weird people in the world, there are three mountains and five mountains.

Maybe, they might be bandits.

But what does this matter?

No matter who they were before, as long as they are willing to follow you, they are your own people.

Facts have proved that the troops that Chiang Kai-shek assigned him to "supervise" were unreliable. He would control them remotely at any time without even saying hello.

Long Muhan's performance was particularly obvious.

In the final analysis, those Huangpu students still listened to Chiang Kai-shek.

Zhang Yong wanted his subordinates to listen only to him, so he had to use people who had nothing to do with Chiang Kai-shek.

The 67th Army was formerly the Northeastern Army, not a direct descendant of Chiang Kai-shek, and there was no Huangpu-sheng officer. For the time being, he, Zhang Yong, can still truly control it.

It’s hard to say in the future.

If Chiang Kai-shek forced Huangpu to come over.

"name."

"Yue Shenzhou."

"What?"

"Yue Fei's Yue. China, the land of China."

"So domineering..."

Zhang Yong looked at the other person up and down and nodded thoughtfully.

Sure enough, everyone in the prison is talented and well-spoken. If they don't have something special, they really can't get in.

Who among ordinary people would dare to have such a domineering and revealing name? My fate cannot hold it down at all.

At this time, Wei Yong went to get the list of prisoners. He found that there was no registration on it.

On the roster, this cell is empty. There are no these five people.

"We were arrested the day before yesterday." Yue Shenzhou explained, "Maybe we haven't had time to register yet."

"What did you do to get in?" Zhang Yong asked casually.

"Fighting with someone. Injuring someone."

"Fighting with whom?"

"I don't know. There was just a quarrel and then a fight."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong did not delve into it.

He's not the warden. What does he care about?
To be continued...